Ana Voice Novels & Stories

She was confused for a moment while her brain tried to work out what was going on. “I asked you a question, Ana,” Atlas said. The anger was still there and Anais could hear the slightest alpha command in his voice. . . TBC AUTHOR’S NOTE: Please leave gems or just one gem, if possible thank you <3

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

I knew Marcus was the most shocked and without breaking eye contact with him, I placed the mic on my lips and allowed myself to revel in the moment. “Hello everyone, my name is Anna, and I am the daughter of Bel Air Companies worldwide.”

Anas gave a weak smile to her twin and completely passed out. “You are pathetic!” A beast shouted from behind Ana. “Wh-who and where are you?!” She shouted back. She knew the voice, but she felt anger more than fear. She knew the voice was the beast she desperately held back. “Talking back, huh?” The deep female-like voice echoed in her head as she was surrounded by darkness. “Anastacia,” the voice whispered closer to her ear, and in the pitch black place, Anas swore she could see an even darker form pass right in front of her in the shape of a gigantic wolf.

He might not pick just like every other time I'd tried but there's no harm in trying right? I dialed his number and waited for the usual but surprisingly, he picked. I could hear movements at the other end of the call. My heart practically leaped with excitement. It might as well have been Christmas. A huge grin was plastered on my face. "Hi Angel". I said amidst smiles. "Who's this?". A velvety female voice answered. What the hell? This is Lucian's number right? I asked myself with a frown. I pulled the phone from my ear to check and off course it was. It's the only number on my phone saved with Angel.

Veronica. Ana left the phone to ring for a while then picked up. "Hey mama" "Ana. Why didn't you answer on the first ring?" Ana rolled her eyes. Her mother loved it when she picked up her calls quickly. She was a busy woman as she always put it. "I was in the bathroom mom," Ana lied a little. After all, she had been in the bathroom. "Hope you washed your hands," Veronica said and Ana almost choked. Really? What was she? Seven?

“Oh, and the best one—you touch someone, and they stop breathing.” She moved her hand in lazy circles as she spoke, like she was reenacting some kind of dramatic opera. My eyes widened, watching her with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. Whenever Ana spoke about her brother—otherwise known as the Master of the Monosyllable—she made him sound like some menacing mob boss from a bad action movie. “He really said that?” I asked, unable to keep the incredulous tone out of my voice. Ana turned around to face me, flashing a wide, toothy grin that lit up her whole face. “I promise, it sounds way less creepy in Russian.”

The anger had turned into an inferno. “Caleb will probably catch up with us soon. We should wait,” Nick suggested. “That’s a great idea. You guys wait here for him,” Ava said, then paused as if something had just occurred to her. Her eyes began to glow red as she turned her full focus on her brothers. “Go home to help Caleb,” Ava said, her voice low and gravelly. Nyx’s voice. The command rippled through the air. The three Morgans didn’t move. “Really?” Nate asked.

She has black eyes and blonde braids. “I am so sorry to scare you like that mam.” “It’s okay. You are?” “I am Anastasia, Mrs. Rodrigues. But please call me Stasia. I am the housekeeper. It’s nice to meet you.” “Hi Ana, it’s nice to meet you too. And call me Aanya.” “You look beautiful, Mrs Rodri- I mean Aanya. I see you have explored the first floor, I will take you to the second one and show you your room so you can rest.”

Aina asked and she speaker the call for us to hear the conversation. “Did the three of you already in Austin’s house?” the other Yana asked that question and I felt goosebumps all over my skin. “Yeah, and I want to ask what we should do first.” Aina asked to her. “Aina, why should I tell you everything?” she answered and I scoffed in disbelief. I still can’t believe that we are talking with my another self, another set of annoying personalities of mine. “I thought you would help us.” Aina answered and that weird person on the other line started to chuckles.